Maybe it’s because I don’t really dig other Barnett comparisons made with oldies Dylan, Lou Reed, Neil Young and Joni Mitchell.

Anyway, comparisons are odious. This album Sometimes I Sit And Think, And Sometimes I Just Sitmade me laugh in lots of places and made me ponder in others and just enjoy the music much of the times.

Barnett is a competent musician with an attractive though unusual voice and a great storyteller.

I do know where she gets some of her lyrics. You read “if you can’t see me, I can’t see you” on the back of a truck. I have never quite figured out what it meant in terms of trucks in traffic, something about mirrors. But as a relationship metaphor it’s cool. The lyric is in Dead Fox one of my two favourite songs on the 11-track album.

My fave is Depreston an ambivalent look at the world-wide phenomenon of the young cool people – those who must wear black, I call them affectionately in my novel Iraqi Icicle - being forced out financially of the inner-city and having to conquer inner-suburbia.

Other songs contain lyrical gems such at the dredgers treating the Great Barrier Reef like a whore. (Kim’s Caravan.)

Most of the music is blues-infused guitar rock and that’s just fine with me.